BadFiend

You may have noticed a new entry in my tiny cluster of deviations. If you read it, you know that it's my only non-fiction piece to date, and that it is a very personal matter, which I have taken the liberty of displaying on this very public space. I started writing this, very unsuspecting of it's impact on me, on a whim. About halfway through writing it I found myself choking back tears and stifling sobs. It's a situation I don't often deal with, as I'm not really an emotional person. Although I was bawling like a school girl by the end of it I finished it, and if you haven't read it yet, please feel free. Just don't devWatch me based on the

No one gives a &$#* about Bigfoot! Anyway, uh... I have stuff on my account now! The reason there isn't more is twofold. One I only put the stuff I'm really happy with on here, and two... I write a lot of stuff on paper and am too damn lazy to re-type it. Uh, the only people who will read this already know that I've had my share of hard times lately, but at the very least I learned something. I'm worried about my future, but what senior isn't? I wish more people would look through my stuff, but unless I do a naruto fanfic I'm likely cursed with anonymity for the rest of my days. Cody says I should just post more, but that doesn't really hel

So take that procrastination!